Let's face it, the Cubs-Sox series, as of now, is basically the equivalent of the Monty Python skit celebrating the biggest idiot. White Sox fans chirped as I exited Wrigley in my Cub gear and you know what, I had nothing. How do you give it back to the rival baseball gang when YOUR baseball gang sucks. In youth, there is naive baseball bravado. In adulthood, there is the cold reality of who your team really is and where they're going and it stings when your eyes keep reminding that said teams given arrow is trending downward. But that's neither here nor there. I'm angry about the Cubs losing today, naturally, but I'm really mad at you, Cub nation. I'm mad at you rising up as one and giving Kerry Wood a standing ovation after he struck out Dayan Viciedo. What the heck were you people thinking? We're better than this Cub nation. For years, we've bemoaned the elder members of Cub nation for celebrating the 1969 team that won nothing. You remember Santo and Williams and Banks. They were on the 1969 team that coughed up a ten game division lead in September in extraordinary Cub like fashion. And now, my generation has had its 1969 moment on May 12, 2012. Our elders saluted a team that broke their hearts and established the painful culture of losing that Theo Epstein is now tasked with changing. And now the younger generation of Cubdom stands up and pays tribute to Kerry Wood; the very symbol of pain and suffering and Cub like disappointment. Way to go Cub nation, you're officially members of the low IQ baseball club. Way to go Cub nation, you're officially the meatballs that everyone says you are. For those of you who were standing today I want to ask you something. Do you remember Kerry Wood's failed start in game 7 of the 2003 NLCS? Do you remember the injuries and the unfulfilled potential? You stood and clapped for a guy who shouldn't have been on the roster in the first place. You stood and clapped Cub nation and I stayed seated. You know why? Because I don't want to celebrate the past anymore. If any of you meatballs would put your beers down and actually pay attention to the on field product, you'd know that Cub history is a horror show. So I ask again; why the hell were you standing today Cub nation? You know what... stand, clap, be meatballs.. knock yourselves out. Perpetuate the stereotypes about Cub fans all you want. I'm moving forward. I don't want to celebrate failure anymore. What's next Cub nation? Do we start celebrating the 1984 team that choked away a trip to the World Series. I know, why don't we have Mark Prior night? Yes Cub nation, you can stand and cheer like the sheep you are and you can celebrate another Cub career that teased greatness and gave you nothing in return.
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